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Chapter 13 by 3mp1r3 3mp1r3

What should she say?

“What are you doing later?”

You look at Carrie hesitantly. Her palm gently running over your cock, she smiles at you as she leans in to kiss your neck. She whispers into your ear. “We can go as fast or as slow as you’d like, just say the word.”

Your legs shake a little, Carrie’s silky voice pushing your buttons once more. You swallow hard before answering her. “Why don’t you ask her… what are you doing later?”

Carrie pauses and raises an eyebrow. “And where are you going with that?”

“You could… ask her out on a date…”

Carrie’s smirk steadily grows over her face. She grabs her phone and starts typing, her hand finally leaving your cock as it returns to life.

“Hmmm… ok! I’m thinking I’ll take her shopping? What should I do on this little date?” Carries says .

“What do you mean?”

She drops her phone a bit and looks at you. “Come on… you know exactly what I mean. Do you want me to fuck your lit-… I mean big sister?” She asks with a devious smirk.

Your cock jumps and Carries notice, raising an eyebrow. “Uh… no… I mean no! You can’t. But maybe you can blow her again.” You offer up.

Carrie smiles and gently stroked for cock for a moment. “Ok, no rush on going further yet. But fuck I can’t wait to stroke that cock again. Something so… manly about it. I know she’s a girl, and so cute, but the size!” Carrie gushes and rubs her hand over your cock faster still. “It’s like fuck… here’s a cock! She’d destroy me if she fucked me… would you like that baby? Finding your girlfriend split in two by your sister’s huge cock!” She teases you with a smirk. “Maybe she’ll be nice and leave one hole that you can still use? Do you think she’ll want my ass?”

Your cock, as sore and tender as it is after all of today’s stimulation, throbs violently in her hand. Carrie smirks and slowly lets go. Not letting you answer her or complain, she hops up and walks toward the closer. Her plump ass shakes as cum drips off of her in some spots.

“I’m thinking I could wear… this?” She says as she comes out of the closet with a little black dress, it’s one you got for her for her birthday.

Carries smirks as she holds its near her, careful not to get any cum on it. “What do you think?”

Your girlfriend’s smirk is fiendish, you both know a dress like that probably won’t survive the night. It’s clear she’s still messing with you…

“What do you think?”

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